Who could possibly resist this?
Qian Xiaoke was like a bunny—the kind of tender, juicy bunny that cooks itself and serves itself up on a plate.
He blinked innocently, tilting his head up to look at Jiang Tongyan with an innocent expression, “I’m so shy!”
Jiang Tongyan’s heart was pounding like the drumbeats his nephew’s class used during sports day. It was the drumbeats for when the 100-meter dash began, and the crowd went wild beating drums to cheer on the runners. Right now, his heart was the drumhead, and Qian Xiaoke was the drumstick.
“You know what ‘shy’ even means?” Jiang Tongyan pinched his nose. “You have zero shame.”
Qian Xiaoke leaned against him and laughed, his face bright red.
Truthfully, he was shy.
Even though the two of them had spent nearly three months apart and used modern technology—video calls—to get extremely familiar with each other, and even discussing which positions best revealed the meaning of life.
But now that they were face-to-face, touching, and curled up in each other’s arms, he still couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.
Qian Xiaoke asked, “Over there, were there any little blue-eyed boys with perky butts?”
If there were, I’ll leave right now.
“Yes,” Jiang Tongyan said. “There’s one chasing me.”
He said proudly, “Didn’t I tell you? My ex-boss’s son. Nineteen this year, fair skin, gorgeous face, long legs, blond hair, blue eyes, and supposedly great in bed.”
“…You slept with him?”
“No!” Jiang Tongyan quickly distanced himself. “My friend said he looked like he would be good in bed. But I’m a man of principle. I didn’t sleep with him.”
Qian Xiaoke pouted. “Your friend? Are you sure this ‘friend’ isn’t just you talking about yourself?”
With that, Qian Xiaoke deliberately pretended to be angry and tried to push Jiang Tongyan away.
But Jiang Tongyan held him tight. Qian Xiaoke, the little weakling he was, had no way of breaking free.
“Why push me? Go find your good-in-bed little boy!”
Jiang Tongyan laughed. “Jealous? You’re good at this!”
“I’m not! I don’t know anything!” Qian Xiaoke pouted in his arms. “My skin’s not fair, I’m not good-looking, I don’t have long legs. I’ve got black hair and blind eyes, and I’m terrible in bed.”
Jiang Tongyan was laughing so hard that he nearly passed out.
“Be serious! Did it happen or not!” Qian Xiaoke was getting anxious. He believed Jiang Tongyan wouldn’t do anything to betray him, but then he thought about what they were to each other anyway? Just hook up online friend. What right did he have to demand anything?
So bitter.
Qian Xiaoke felt so, so bitter.
“Nooo!” Jiang Tongyan hugged him tight and shook him. The nearly 1.9 meters tall guy actually acting like a fluffy bunny throwing a tantrum. “Why don’t you believe me anymore!”
Qian Xiaoke froze and then burst into laughter in his arms. “Can you stop watching those weird idol dramas already?”
The two of them held each other and tossed around their dramatic ‘nooo’s for a while. Mid-whining, Qian Xiaoke suddenly said, “You’re really hard.”
When he said this, he stopped smiling. His cheeks turned red, and he pursed his lips shyly.
At this point, not doing something would really make no sense.
“Qian Xiaoke.”
“Huh?”
“Wanna try?” Jiang Tongyan tugged on the bunny ears of his hoodie. “That one-third of whatever you’ve got left—were you saving it for me?”
Qian Xiaoke was shy. So shy he didn’t dare look at Jiang Tongyan.
“I didn’t mean to save it for you.”
“Huh?” Jiang Tongyan’s body jolted, thinking: Who did you save it for then?
“It just—ended up being left for you by accident.”
That made Jiang Tongyan beam. He picked him up and carried him into the bedroom without another word.
At that moment, Qian Xiaoke felt like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. It was like he was carried over a shoulder by a butcher, being marched forward.
Okay, that sounded a bit scary, and a little bloody. But truth be told, Qian Xiaoke couldn’t wait to be slaughtered.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
“Are you really ready?” Qian Xiaoke touched him.
He asked this while lying on the bed, and noticed something cunning about Jiang Tongyan—his bedsheets were the exact same set as Qian Xiaoke’s.
Was this… fanboy behaviour?
Secretly stalking idols is not encouraged!
“Just try and see,” Jiang Tongyan said as he bent down and took off Qian Xiaoke’s bulky down jacket.
“Alright then.” Qian Xiaoke raised his hand and tugged at the bunny ears on his hat. He took it off and tossed it aside. “Let’s give it a try! Who’s afraid of who!”
Not only was he unafraid—he was very much looking forward to it!
Qian Xiaoke and Jiang Tongyan had waited so long for this day!
Jiang Tongyan had come back well-prepared and made full preparations including, but not limited to, lubricant and condoms.
Qian Xiaoke suddenly remembered, “Ah! You still owe me a bottle of Dabao1is a well-known Chinese skincare brand and mostly famous for its lotion!”
“Dabao my ass,” Jiang Tongyan replied. “Let’s get to work first. We’ll talk afterwards!”
‘Corporate slave’ Qian Xiaoke obeyed and dutifully followed Boss Jiang’s orders. He cooperated to the fullest and worked hard without complaints. He hadn’t expected much—but ended up receiving a shockingly generous bonus.
How should he even describe this feeling?
To put it simply: Jiang Tongyan was good. Really good. So good that Qian Xiaoke ended up crying and begging for mercy, asking when he could finally clock out.
Jiang Tongyan hadn’t been all that confident at first, but when he heard Qian Xiaoke moaning and softly calling his name, his soul was trembling.
In the end, Jiang Tongyan wasn’t sure if psychologists were useful or not, but Qian Xiaoke definitely was a miracle cure—a personalised miracle cure tailored just for him.
And just like that, with zero expectations, Qian Xiaoke’s virginity was entirely and completely surrendered to Jiang Tongyan. During the process, he ascended to the heavens twice, plunged into the sea twice, was driven to mountaintops, and dragged back down to float across a tranquil lake.
Up and down, rocking and swaying. It was more exhilarating than anything he had ever read in any novel.
When it was all over, Qian Xiaoke was left limp and soulless in Jiang Tongyan’s arms, who refused to let him move. Not even to go to the bathroom—he had to stay held.
Jiang Tongyan said, “People say doing it and then leaving right after is scumbag behaviour.”
Qian Xiaoke was on the verge of tears. “But I really have to pee…”
“Hold it a bit longer, be good,” Jiang Tongyan said. He was so happy, after all, today was the day his ‘second life’ had officially begun.
Qian Xiaoke clenched his teeth, held his pee in, and was aggrieved to the core. He decided then and there that not letting someone pee after sex should also count as scumbag behaviour.
Jiang Tongyan: certified scumbag.
So annoying.
Even though he thought it was annoying, Qian Xiaoke couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from curling up.
So annoying.
Being held by this scumbag, it was so annoying.
As he thought that, Qian Xiaoke hugged him even tighter.
Jiang Tongyan poked the back of his hand. “What’re you doing?”
“Mm?”
“You’re hugging me. Shameless.”
Qian Xiaoke: “…Oh, well then. I’ll just go.”
He said that and made a show of getting up only to be pinned down by Jiang Tongyan in a flash.
“Trying to run? Not that easy.”
And so, with his bladder still full, Qian Xiaoke squabbled with Jiang Tongyan for a good while.
When Qian Xiaoke couldn’t hold it any longer, he whimpered and pleaded, “Let me go to the bathroom, please, I’m begging you.”
Seeing how pitiful he was, Jiang Tongyan finally relented and let him chase his ‘dream’.
However, Qian Xiaoke’s lower half was aching. Moving even a little was uncomfortable.
He glanced over at Jiang Tongyan, who gave him a sideways look and said, “What are you looking at? You better not pee in the bed!”
“…You’re so annoying,” Qian Xiaoke muttered. “Scumbag!”
After delivering a righteous curse, Qian Xiaoke sluggishly and clumsily climbed out of bed. Jiang Tongyan watched his pitiful state and suddenly had a burst of clarity. He jumped up from bed, scooped Qian Xiaoke up, and carried him to the bathroom.
Although it was embarrassing, Qian Xiaoke leaned against Jiang Tongyan while peeing.
It felt so comfortable.
This feeling of having someone to lean on was amazing!
Jiang Tongyan asked, “Happy?”
“En!”
“Did it feel good?”
“En!”
“Shouldn’t you pamper me a bit now?”
“En!”
Jiang Tongyan poked him in the waist. “Then go on, pamper me!”
After using the bathroom, Qian Xiaoke felt happy again. He chuckled and said, “I don’t want to be your casual online hookup buddy anymore.”
Jiang Tongyan was stunned and thought since when were they even online hookup buddies?!
Qian Xiaoke hooked his pinky finger around Jiang Tongyan’s. “This might sound like I’m aiming too high, but… I think I kind of like you.”
He tightened the hook of their pinkies, then looked up at Jiang Tongyan with a face full of pure and innocent sincerity. “Are you really going to betray my true feelings?”
Whoa. That’s a bold move.
Jiang Tongyan grabbed Qian Xiaoke’s nose. “You’ve learned how to blackmail people emotionally, huh?”
Qian Xiaoke giggled and nodded while his nose was still pinched, his voice coming out all nasally and funny. “Yup! I’m emotionally blackmailing you.”
“No can do,” Jiang Tongyan let go, putting on a serious act. “I can’t let you emotionally blackmail me.”
Qian Xiaoke froze. Huh? That’s not how this was supposed to go!
The thing was, Qian Xiaoke didn’t even know exactly when he had started liking Jiang Tongyan. It seemed ridiculous to him actually. But when he realised he was thinking about him every day and when the time difference made them miss each other, he couldn’t stop worrying if Jiang Tongyan found someone else over there. He finally admitted to himself that something wasn’t right.
He hadn’t wanted to like Jiang Tongyan. Or more accurately, he didn’t dare to.
They were from completely different worlds.
Although Qian Xiaoke was not the kind of person who would feel inferior because of his conditions, he knew very well that in many cases, it was difficult for two people with too many different conditions to really live together. It took a rare kind of character and love to bridge that gap.
Besides, he didn’t think Jiang Tongyan would like someone like him.
What kind of person was Jiang Tongyan?
He might seem dopey and awkward, even impotent—but he was still a successful man. The kind of guy who made more in a year than Qian Xiaoke might see in a lifetime. The kind of guy who mingled with people Qian Xiaoke would need to crane his neck just to see the backs of their heels.
Why would someone like that ever look twice at a dusty little bunny like him?
That thought alone gave Qian Xiaoke insomnia for two straight nights.
And Qian Xiaoke was the kind of person who couldn’t bottle things up. So to keep himself from dying of sleep-deprived stress, he scheduled a chat with Zhou Mo to vent.
During that conversation, he learned things he had never expected.
For example, despite constantly putting the image of a playboy, Jiang Tongyan was actually super innocent.
For example, he forced Zhou Mo and Cheng Sen to bombard him with stickers and emoji packs on WeChat so he could keep chatting with him.
For example, Jiang Tongyan had felt bad that Qian Xiaoke was living in such a rundown place, and secretly rented him a new apartment under Cheng Sen’s name.
…
Qian Xiaoke nearly burst into tears right there in the restaurant.
Thankfully, he held it together.
He made it through dinner, but he couldn’t hold back when he called his mother after returning home. He cried and said to his mother, “Mom! Someone likes me! Someone actually likes me! And he’s hot!!”
Though, temporarily impotent.
But that didn’t matter. At the time, Qian Xiaoke thought that it was his fault that Jiang Tongyan was impotent anyway. So he was going to take responsibility. He didn’t mind, and he would never leave him!
From then on, Qian Xiaoke had been planning to talk to Jiang Tongyan. He didn’t want to be some sparrow dreaming of becoming a phoenix, but if Jiang Tongyan was willing to let him try the role, he definitely wasn’t going to say no.
And now this guy says no?
Qian Xiaoke looked at Jiang Tongyan, looking very wronged.
“No?” he asked, voice soft and sour with disappointment.
“Nope,” Jiang Tongyan said. “You don’t get to blackmail me emotionally. But I can emotionally blackmail you.”
Jiang Tongyan grabbed Qian Xiaoke’s face with both hands. “You slept with me. Now you’ve gotta take responsibility.”
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